Getting Started

[Dante]

Thinking.

So many things he hadn't done. So many things he hadn't yet thought of. Dominic stared up at the stars. Stars he could not see. He sat cross legged by the pond, and had hardly moved to the last few hours. Cot complete, he had to think of something else to do. And had. A spear crossed his legs, painfully made. Really, painfully made. His fingers boasted several cuts from trying to handle the sharp flint, but now that he had the weapon, he felt no problem going to the pond at night. Echolocation gave him the same view he'd get in the day. The only way he knew the difference was temperature. And since he could do into detail, the bark of a tree, hair, each strand that a normal person could see (perhaps here he even had more detail), he was positive, need by, he could fight. For a rare time, his bangs were not over his eyes, adding to the impression he was counting stars. Rather, he'd never seen stars. No, he was reflecting. Thinking deeply on nothing, but everything at once.

[Dante]

ooc:// Eh...
...Yes, I admit I can be very impatient.
But then again, I dunno if anyone knows this thread exists.

[Dante]

ooc:// 'Allo?

[LeBootsieBootsie]

<sup>"This was a triumph. I'm making a note here, 'huge success.' It's hard to overstate my satisfaction. Aperture science, we do what we must because we can. So the science gets done, and you make a neat gun for the people who are still alive."

Her voice was hauntingly sweet from a tree above the pond. Her hair was hanging down slightly, despite how short it was. Her eyes gazed at the stars and she shifted so her feet were hanging down, nearly skimming the water. She sighed happily. Her face was calm and serene, just like the water.

Violet was, obviously, bored.</sup>

[Dante]

"And that means what?" Dominic said, blinking. He didn't want anyone to know he couldn't see, so blinking was something he had to remember to do. He looked down, bangs falling over his eyes, then opened his mouth, taking in the surroundings. The speaker, a girl, was in a tree. He took note of her position in relation to him, knowing he'd probably need the reference. Things would be so much easier if he'd just taken the retina transplant when he had the chance, but he wanted it to be something he could get, or earn most of it, himself. That would be true triumph.

[LeBootsieBootsie]

Violet squeaked, fell into the water, and blushed madly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was here!" She swept hair out of her face as she climbed out of the water. She rubbed some water out of her eyes and tried to focus on the boy in front of her. It was too dark and the water was too dirtying. "Who is it?"

ooc;;

Ehh, piece of crap...

[Dante]

"Dominic. Saunders. The guy who made the cot. And who might you be?" As she fell behind him, into the water, he'd jumped up and spun around, very startled indeed. He opened his mouth to get a view of what was going on, clutching the spear in his right hand. Okay, so he wasn't about to attack her, but he had been startled, and they were in the middle of a uncharted island. It was good to be as prepared as possible, and from her reaction, she was probably not very much so. But then, could he blame them?

It took him a long time to get used to the changes. They'd all had nice, comfortable homes, plenty of things, no need to learn how to make spears or live with only a few basics. Well, apparently there was a need, because they were standing right here, in a place one of them expected to end up.

[LeBootsieBootsie]

"Er, Violet Pindysha. The girl who falls off of things and reads too much." She blushed again and looked at Dominic. "Um...What are you here for?" she asked.

[Dante]

"I come here to think. Meditate on things." He shrugged. Still facing Violet, but he was more relaxed now, grip loosening slightly on the spear. He 'looked' around, mouth open, making sure there wasn't anyone else that was going to make him jump like that, "Were you just reading or talking to yourself?"

[LeBootsieBootsie]

"Singing. When I get that quiet it sounds like I'm just talking. I'm sorry if I bothered you; I do that a lot." She took a few steps closer to him and tried not to fall over on the slippery ground that was illuminated only by the thin moon.

[Dante]

"No, I don't mind singing. I can't sing, but I don't get bothered by it. I'd be careful, there too." He signed to a set of rocks she was headed for, "Try going around." Dominic then smiled sheepishly, realizing that she probably couldn't even see clearly what he was pointing to. Odd, the blind one seeing better than the one who could see. He supposed he'd just say he had very good eyesight, which, technically was a very big lie indeed.

[LeBootsieBootsie]

"What?" She felt the ground before here delicately and found the rocks, which she avoided and finally hit the cold, hard ground. She sat down next to the boy. "What brings you here, then?" she asked.

[Dante]

"Thinking." Dominic shrugged, "Flint, too." He waved the spear slightly, "Getting away from all the people around here." Nighttime was a time that Dominic had the 'sight' advantage, and he used it well. If he wanted, he supposed he could be completely nocturnal with little effect on him. "Night's my time. I've got good 'sight' in the dark, or so everyone has said. That's why I noticed those rocks." He looked up at the stars through the trees, or at least, that was what it was supposed to look like.

[LeBootsieBootsie]

"Coolio." she nodded. She picked up a rock and pulled out a pocket knife to sharpen it. "I've been looking for something to sharpen this with."

[Dante]

Dominic said nothing for quite some time, listening to the slight wind ruffle the leaves, the call of some animal far away. It was such a sharp contrast from his normal life, but he liked it. Here, here you weren't measured by how rich you were, or how smart, of pretty, or anything. Here you were whoever you wanted to be. Here, Dominic felt free. Maybe he'd even like to stay here...

"If you had a choice, Violet, right now, would you leave the island?" He asked, then walked over, sitting down beside her, "I dunno if I would, to be honest."